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Apr 2017
Awoken I receive a sight of celestial beauty,
Awoken, I gracefully lie safe in your affable aurora,
Awoken, our fluent dance of both heart and mind appears only eternally foreseeable.

Awake, the mere construction of you dwindles,
It was just a dream, I should have known.
Stephen Rutledge
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Stephen Rutledge  20/M/Australia
(20/M/Australia)   
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